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If ye break faith 


with us who die 


We shall not sleep, 


though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields. 


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Last night I dreamed a dream. 


I dreamed that I crouched in the shadows on a 
vine-clad hillside in France in the gathering 
twilight of a day that was almost done. 


In the valley below I heard the harsh clank of 
metal beating against metal—the vicious machine- 
guns spitting Death—and, as the barrage moved 
closer, the shrill whining of shells through the 
air, and the dull roar as they burst somewhere 
down the valley. And I heard the shouts and 
strange cries of men who fought with men. 


In the dim light beside me lay a boy. 


He just lifted his head out of the mud a little— 
smiled—and died. 


Seventy-two thousand Americans died like that 
in France and passed along the torch to their 
comrades in France and to us—their comrades 
back home. 





No nation in the history of the world was less 
prepared for war than was America when the war 
began. 


No nation was better prepared when it ended. 


When the Armistice was signed America was 
turning out war materials on such a gigantic scale 
and at such a high speed that the whole world 
wondered, 


Men—money—material. 


Guns — aeroplanes — ships — motor-trucks — 
gas — food — “TNT’”’ — locomotives — shoes — 
hand-grenades — bullets — searchlights — tanks— 
Liberty motors — shells — helmets — tents —rifles 
—bayonets—machine-guns—battleships. 


Our Allies knew. 


Germany knew. 





Every ninety days nearly a million American 
soldiers—trained to fight—equipped to fight— 
eager to fight—were landing in Franece—ready to 
dash forward on the double-quick to take their 
places in the battle-line. 


Every day great fleets of ships—laden until 
they rode low in the water—were steaming full 
speed ahead through German danger zones into 
French harbors and dumping their cargoes of 


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American war materials upon American docks — 
in France. 


Every day and all through the night American 
workmen were loading this American freight into 
American freight cars and rushing it at top speed 
over American railroads to American armies on 
the American battle-front—in France. 


Men—money—material. 


In eighteen months America raised eighteen 
billion dollars. 


And spent it. 


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When the war ended there were over a million 
and a half fine American boys in our camps over 
here, ready to fight, eager to fight. They were 
the same material that the Germans got acquainted 
with at St. Mihiel and the Argonne forest. It 
cost millions to train and equip them. They 
didn’t have their great chance. But they fought 
for Victory as a big part of the American fighting 
machine. They were ready, and Germany knew 
they were ready. 





America was turning out war materials so fast 
when the Armistice was signed that in the next 
few weeks—before all the machinery could be 
stopped—we had enough—guns, clothes, ammuni- 
tion, aeroplanes, trucks—to equip in every detail 
a new army as large as the one we already had in 
France. 


And we have that material right now. 


It fought to bring a speedy victory just as much 
as the materials which were actually used. It 
was ready. And Germany knew it was ready. 





Some time last summer, came a German secret 
service agent to the German Great Headquarters 
and told the Kaiser, or Von Hindenburg, or Luden- 
dorff, or Somebody the big things America was 
doing to win the war. 


And Somebody gave a long, loud laugh. 


But the next day another report of the same 
kind came in—and the next day another—and 
the next day—and the next— 


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Until after a little while Somebody quit laughing 
and sent a hurry-up message to Washington, 
D. C., U.S. A., that He, representing the Consti- 
tuted Authorities of the German People, would 
be glad, very, very glad indeed, to talk Peace. 


And would Washington please be so good as to 
reply promptly. 





Strange, isn’t it. 

Germany had the men and she had the guns 
and she had the desire—to go on with the War 
for many months. 

Why then, all this rush about the Armistice 
in November ? 


There is just one answer—the whole world 
knows it. 


yermany was Scared to Death. 


She knew that if she didn’t quit while the 
quitting was good, American aeroplanes would 
blacken her skies—Ameriean shells would blow 
her cities off the map—and American soldiers 
would be marching through the streets of Berlin 
singing “ Hail, Hail, the Gang’s All Here!”’ before 
the leaves were green again in Unter den Linden. 


It costs a lot of money to scare a nation to death. 
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General Pershing’s staff reports officially that 
if the War had lasted for six months longer—one 
hundred thousand more American soldiers would 
have been killed. 


One hundred thousand of these American boys 
that are coming back to us every day now, would 
have been smiling and dying in the mud of France 
—if the Armistice had been signed last Thursday 
instead of last November. 


Are we grateful to those who died ? 


Are we grateful to those who were maimed for. 
life in our fight ? Z 

Are we grateful to have so many boys back 
with us safe and sound ? 


Is there enough gratitude in the world to express 
the thanksgiving in our hearts because Victory 
came so soon ? 





The money you and I are putting into the 
Victory Loan is the money we spent to end the 
War six months—perhaps twelve months—ahead 


of time. 
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One hundred thousand Americans—in French 
mud. 


Well—we got our money’s worth. 


We might all have been wearing one of those 
little black arm-bands with a gold star on it. 





When, retreating into the Fatherland, the 
whipped and beaten German armies crossed the 
Rhine and entered German cities, they were 
welcomed as conquering heroes. Between rows 
of cheering German people who crowded the curbs, 
they marched under ‘Arches of Triumph” with 
their flags unfurled—with their bands playing 
“Deutschland iiber Alles’? and with flowers in 
the muzzles of their guns. 


“Itis to laugh!’’ as they used to say in Germany 
before the War. “It is to laugh!”’ 





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On the eieventh of November last year a French 
soldier by the name of Foch said— 


“Tt shall not be!’’ 


With cold foresight and the knowledge born of 
experience, he threw a cordon of guns and bayonets 
and men around the German people. To-day, 
with their Allies, half a million of Americéa’s 
soldiers stand guard over the German border. 


Half a million of our soldiers are on the job to 
stay—until the World is safe again. 


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It costs $2.74 a day to keep one of those soldiers 





there—over one and a quarter million dollars 
a day. 
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It is going to cost us an even $200 to bring 
each one of them home again—when that job is 
finished. 


Is it worth it ? 


There are some other things for us to pay for 
before we’re through—before we finish our job. 


Two hundred and eighty thousand of our 
soldiers were wounded in this War. Some of 
them are well now—some of them aren’t—some 
of them never will be. 


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We’ve got to bind up their wounds and pay 
for their nursing—and for some of them we’ve 
got to buy new arms and legs—three thousand 
and twenty-four arms and legs. 





And, we, the American People, have got to 
raise the money— 


You and I and the family that lives next door— 
If we are going to finish our Job. 
The Banks ? 


Why—if we leave it to the Banks to take most 
of the Victory Loan where will our Prosperity 
be ?—the prosperity that we’ve worked for—and 
saved for—and waited for—the prosperity that 
is Just around the corner now—provided we do 
our share. 


American business has got to have a sound 
banking system behind it—if we are going to take 
advantage of the prosperity that is ours for the 
asking—and the greater activity in every kind of 
industry—with plenty of jobs and better times 
for us all. 


If we leave the Banks to finish our job for us 
we'll have the kind of prosperity that shows itself 
in slow business—low wages—few Jobs. 


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This loan is our business—the business of the 
American people as a whole, the people who won 
the War. And it is good business! 


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There’s another side of this thing, too—the 
investment side of it. | 


We don’t think of it very often—this matter 
of interest. 


But buying Victory Notes isn’t like dropping 
money down a well. 


Instead of saying ‘‘There it goes!’”? when we 
put fifty or a hundred or a. thousand dollars into 
the Victory Loan, we say “ Here it comes!’’—for 
every single dollar we put in comes back to us 
again with interest. 


We Americans didn’t put our money into this 


War because it was a good business proposition. 
We didn’t think of the interest—and we didn’t 
eare about it either. 


And we don’t care about it now, for its own sake. 


We're not going to buy this Victory Loan just 
because it’s a safe, sound, money-making business 
proposition that pays good interest. That isn’t 
the reason. 


But the interest is there just the same. 
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Every Victory Note we buy—you and I—is 
the best possible investment we can make— 
the Government and people of the United States 
of America stand behind it. And the Government 
pledges its word that every dollar we put into the 
Victory Liberty Loan shall come back to us— 
dollar for dollar—with interest. 


Is there anything much safer than that in this 
world ? 





The killing is over. 


It lasted four years, three months and fourteen 
days. We Americans were in it for one year, 
seven months, and five days. 


And now it is over. And we want to forget it 
and live the rest of our lives the way Almighty 
God intended we should live them—in Peace and 
Freedom and some degree of Happiness. 


But— 
Seventy-two thousand Americans died in France 
and left a job for us to finish—first. 


“If ye break farth with us. who die 
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields.’ 


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In Flanders Fields 
In Flanders fields the poppies blow 


Between the crosses, row on row, 
That mark our place, and in the sky, 
The larks, still bravely singing, fly, 


Scarce heard amid the guns below. 


We are the dead; short days ago 
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, 


Loved and were loved, and now we lie 


In Flanders fields. 


Take up our quarrel with the foe! 

To you from failing hands we throw 

The torch; be yours to hold it high! 

If ye break faith with us who die 

We shall not sleep. though poppies grow 
In Flanders fields. 


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In Flanders fields. 


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We shall not sleep, though poppies grow 


If ye break faith with us who die 


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